Sell our souls just to make it
Everybody wants to be famous
They tell you stories of riches
And all of the problems it fixes
But nobody knows where we're going
So paint my skin purple and spin me in circles
And tell me lies
Impossibly physical, nothing is typical
In your eyes
So we chase love, money, and fame
That's the game, I guess we play
Sell our souls just to make it
Everybody wants to be famous
So we chase love, money, and fame
That's the game, I guess we play
Sell our souls just to make it
Everybody wants to be famous
So I look to my left, and my head turns right
To look at the mess I left behind
And the monsters in the closet
They keep coming for my conscience
So paint my skin purple and spin me in circles
And tell me lies
Impossibly physical, nothing is typical
In your eyes
So we chase love, money, and fame
That's the game, I guess we play
Sell our souls just to make it
Everybody wants to be famous
So we chase love, money, and fame
That's the game, I guess we play
Sell our souls just to make it
Everybody wants to be famous
